I have a real love/hate relationship with vacations. There are a lot of reasons why I love them and a whole ‘nother set of reasons why I hate them (mind you, hate is too strong of a word for this but I’m feeling dramatic today)…
I love to get away from it all, but I hate to prepare for it. Have you ever noticed that you do 10 times the amount of work you would normally do prior to leaving for vacation? Leaving for vacation means putting in lots of extra hours so you CAN actually jump on a plane and get out of town. It’s stressful trying to get projects buttoned up and in a place where you can leave them with co-workers, but it’s very necessary. Nobody likes to be the one left behind with mashed up projects that don’t make any sense, right?
I loathe packing for a trip! I’m not a big procrastinator, but for some reason I will find 100 other things to do rather than pack a suitcase. I have friends who really enjoy it and take great pride in starting their packing a week before they leave for vacation. I, on the other hand, often leave packing until the last minute. Sometimes I get lucky and do it the night before, but this is a rare occurrence.
I flew to Seattle Monday morning and at 11:15 p.m. Sunday, I was still emailing people at work and wrapping up projects. At that point, I hadn’t even pulled my suitcase out of the garage yet. I got up early Monday morning, fed my cats and dog and then retrieved my suitcase from the garage and proceeded to pack. I had no idea what to pack either because Washington weather is all over the place and I didn’t have an activity agenda. Anyway, it’s not just this trip specifically, it’s pretty much all of them. I never know what to pack or what I’ll want to wear on any given day. I mean really, does anyone plan which outfits they’re going to wear in a given week? I usually end up packing several pairs of jeans/pants along with 2-3 tops for each. Luckily, I was smart enough to pack layers for this trip…I’ve needed them! I went shopping in Seattle yesterday and it poured rain most of the day, but I didn’t pack an umbrella. So, I bought a cute compact umbrella in the afternoon and from that point forward, I didn’t see a drop of rain! Thank you “rain gods.”
While I’m ranting about what I hate, I’ll add that I’m not wild about flying or about long road trips in the car. I’m not afraid of either activity, but I can’t stand sitting for long periods of time! I think I have a bit of ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder). I get super restless and just want to jump up and run as fast as I can! The flight to Seattle was pretty short, it was only 2 hours so I did alright on this flight. We visited the Space Needle, rode some amusement park type rides, grabbed lunch and shopped around and then got in the car for a 2 1/2 hour trip to Port Angeles. The only fun part of this leg of the trip was driving the car onto a ferry. So, I caught a break and was able to run around the ferry for about 20 minutes before being “sentenced” to more time in the car! (I know, I’m a tortured soul at times.) Admittedly, this is nothing like visiting my Grandma in North Carolina – that’s a 6+ hour flight usually with a layover and then a 2 1/2 hour drive to her house. That’s just too much for me to handle, sorry. She wonders why I haven’t been there for so many years.
Anyway, once I get to my destination I’m a happy camper. I love getting out of the chaos that goes with living in the Bay Area. I love having no real agenda (which is strange for me, as I’m a very scheduled person in real life). I love to hang out and not stress that I’m not doing laundry or working or insert whatever action item you want, I’m not stressing about it. I love to shop wherever I go! That’s always a plus and a favorite activity for me. I love sightseeing and playing the role of tourist (even though it’s cheesy and stupid, I just have to do it). Along with being a tourist, I always have to take photos with statues and stupid things that you find around most towns (that I would never take photos of or with otherwise). I love visiting family and friends, but I usually wish that we lived closer so we could spend more time together.
In the end, I typically have mixed feelings about going home. I love to go home because I miss my animals and any family/friends that I leave behind, but I usually don’t want to leave whomever I’m visiting because we just didn’t get enough time together. If I’m not visiting anyone then I’m usually game to go home after about 4 nights of being away. At that point, I really start to miss sleeping in my own bed.
I think that about covers my major loves and hates of vacations. How do you feel about vacationing? Do you love it hate or love/hate it? Do you have any other loves or hates that I didn’t mention? I’d love to hear about them, so please share!